Lizard

Part 2:   Friends and Neighbors

	Tim was still confused about one thing.  His whole life.  Even
though Frank, Cindy, and James, his friends tried to get him to remember
things, it didn't work.  It was still like someone telling stories about
old times.  Except these old time were his.  They said he moved into this
house a week ago, right before he got the Reptilian Flu.  He didn't
remember his old house, moving in, or having the flu.

	After searching his house for anything to jog his memory, he gave
up.  He decided to go exploring his neighborhood.  After all he did just
move in.  He should know where he lived.  He memorized his address in
case he got lost and set out walking down the street.  He wanted to get
the feel of his neighborhood, so he didn't take the car.  And the fact he
wasn't sure he remembered how to drive.  The sunny weather felt good.
His scaly green skin soaked in the sun rays.

	The neighborhood seemed friendly.  Many people were outside doing
chores or lounging.  All were different species.  A few waved at him.
But no one started a conversation.  It was a good thing, too.
Remembering only a few hours wouldn't provide much to talk about.

	A few blocks down the road, there was a quaint little park.  Tim
decided to top for awhile and enjoy the park.  Children were playing in
the playground.  A few were flying kites.  "I moved into the perfect
spot," he thought to himself.  Of course, he didn't have anything to
compare it to.  But he still liked the area.

	"Anyone sitting here?" asked a voice behind Tim.

	Tim turned around and saw a woman that resembled a kangaroo.

	"Uh, no," sputtered Tim.  "Would you like to have a seat?"

	"Thank you," she replied.  "You're new in the neighborhood.
Aren't you?"

	"Yes," Tim replied.

	"I'm Milly Welch," said the woman.  "I live a few blocks down that
way."  She pointed in the direction of Tim's house.

	"I'm Tim Grey," he said.  "Where do you live exactly?  I live a
few blocks that way too."

	"251 Dillard Road," she said.

	"Really?  We're neighbors.  I live at 253 Dillard Road," Tim said.

	"Wow, it sure is a small world," Milly said.  "I do remember
somebody moving in last week, but I never saw who it was."

	"Well, I'm glad someone remembers me moving in," Tim said.  "I
came down with the Reptilian Flu after moving in, and I'm afraid I don't
remember anything before this morning."

	"That's terrible," she said patting him on his shoulder.

	"Well, I'm trying to remember," he said.  "I wanted to see the
neighborhood....  So, tell me.  How many people live in this city?"

	"Well, I wouldn't call it a city," she laughed.  "There's only
about 200 people in the town.  There are a few houses outside the limits.
Yontsville is the only town on the island.  It's a small island.

	"Island?  We live on an island?" asked Tim.

	"Why yes.  We take care of ourselves pretty well.  About once a
month, we get a shipment of items from off the island.  But, it's a nice
island.  And the best thing is that there aren't any tourists," she
chuckled.  Tim laughed with her.  

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	"We're here," Frank said pulling on the side of the road.  Cindy
pulled out a remote control from the glove box.  She aimed it at the
barren field on the side of the road and pressed a button.  A section of
the ground started rising revealing a tunnel underneath.  When the tunnel
door stopped moving, Frank drove the car into the tunnel.  It sloped down
for a while before leveling out.  He drove to his parking space and
parked.  He had been waiting for that parking space for years.  He
doesn't have to drive that much since he lives next to his work, and he
only takes the car on his outside ventures.  But, he earned the space and
now he finally has it.

	The underground facility is huge.  He would need the car to get to
the other end.  But, he never goes there.  The "back end," as everyone in
his work area calls it, is for the in depth research and other stuff
Frank isn't interested in.

	The three of them walked into the main building.  Cindy and James
were following Frank as usual.  The Doctor was waiting for their report,
and Frank was the head of this team.  Upon reaching the Doctor's office,
Frank motioned Cindy and James to wait outside.  The Doctor usually only
wants Frank to give the report.  And he doesn't want to disappoint the
Doctor again.  Frank knocked on the door.

	"Come in," came the Doctors voice from within.

	Frank opened the door slowly and stepped inside.

	"Frank!  My little camel friend.  How are you?" asked the Doctor
swiveling around in his chair to face Frank.

	Frank hated being called "my little camel friend," and the Doctor
knew it.  The Doctor always rubbed in the fact that he was human and
Frank was an anthropomorphic camel.

	"I'm doing fine," responded Frank.

	"Splendid," said the Doctor leaning on his desk.  "And how's Tim doing?"

	"I have great news about Tim," Frank said.

	"Good," said the Doctor.  "Let's hear it."

	Frank told him everything he and the other two discovered about Tim.